Caroline: One, these babies aren’t mine. They’re Ric’s.
Klaus: Yes, that’s been made abundantly clear to me by your boyfriend.
Caroline: Two, I didn’t call you. I called Stefan. Yes, my boyfriend. Who is currently running for his life while I sit here playing worst case scenario. Except these babies, who aren’t mine, won’t stop crying, and now this entire diner hates me, so if you could stop gloating in the face of my misery, that would be very much appreciated.